We’re taking my dad out to brunch at a restaurant we’ve never been to.  Hmmm, change.  You can’t even begin to understand how freaked out my parents are by this development.  The place we used to go, Mondo’s, has closed and become a World Market.  Big suckage.  So we’re going to go to a place called Bronx.  I hope it’s good.  It’s so hard to get my parent’s to try anything new, so if it’s not good, it’s going to be a while before we have any new adventures.

Speaking of places closing, my sister and I went out with my coach and a couple of his friends on Friday night.  It took us until almost 11 to get anywhere because every place we wanted to go turned out to have closed down.  WTF???  This is Dallas, not NYC.  Places don’t close every five minutes here.  Well, I guess they do now.  There was a vodka bar we wanted to go to.  No.  A jazz bar.  No.  A Broadway bar.  No.  So we ended up at Cafe Gecko, and it’s not like there’s anything wrong with that, but it is just a regular bar.  Good music, but not so loud that you can’t hear each other talk.  And talk we did.  You know, Scrubs was wrong.  It doesn’t all come back to poo.  It all comes back to sex.  Every time.  Sex sex sex.  Which is great if you ask me.  However, the professional decorum between me and my coach has been completely destroyed.  And again, if you ask me, that’s great too.  I hate professional decorum.  If you can’t get drunk and say stupid shit in front of your coach who sees you at your best and at your worst on a daily basis, well, then life just isn’t worth living.  My gosh, he’s seen me cry over three-turns that a six year old can do.  He’s seen me cry (or almost cry) over my idiot ex-boyfriend.  He knows I didn’t shave my legs or anything else for a good week after the break-up (no he did NOT see – I just like to share).  I even made a 70’s porn star reference to my formerly Brazilianed, um, area (and thank goodness I don’t have to do that anymore for however long I am single.  Ouch!!!).  70’s porn star junk was very messy.  I’m kind of glad it’s a look that has fallen out of favor, but I’m also kind of glad for the low maintenance of it for now.  So what I’m getting at is it’s not like I ever behaved all that professionally in front of him.  I don’t have a lot of boundaries.